The devil wears Goyard,
He's always looking out for me.
I've entertained the thought of just what,
Would happen if I end this?
I don't wanna die, I'm terrified,
Don't wanna end up like triple X.
I'm unable to love you and nobody else,
If I haven't got love for myself.
Since etched in ink,
Written all over me,
I hope the heavens can hear me.Oh, I lean over the edge.
Balcony, balcony,
Nineteenth story.
Oh, can I soar if I let go?
Balcony, balcony.You're dancing inside me,
I don't wanna see nobody.
I'm locked in again,
Oh, but baby, I love you.
I'm lethal in this state,
You don't wanna know what's inside my head.
I hope the heavens can hear me.Oh, I lean over the edge.
Balcony, balcony,
Nineteenth story.
Oh, can I soar if I let go?
Balcony, balcony."Balcony" - Bernhoft & Hver gang vi møtes
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After San left, I turned to Hongjoong, offering him a small smile. The Captain was pulling his usual, aggravated expression as he scratched the back of his head. The Starling had clearly struck a nerve with Joong, and I could only guess it had something to do with how clearly he'd been flirting with me.
'He's going to have to get used to that, unfortunately.' I mused, trying to keep my face neutral as I watched The Kingfisher brooding.
"Well, then," I cleared my throat, placing my hands behind my back. "Should we get ready to disembark?"
"Mmmn," The Captain's dark hues slid back to me from where he'd been peering into the middling distance, likely contemplating a thousand ways to torture San. I had to bite back a laugh at the thought. "Yes, we should." Hongjoong nodded, his head tilting slightly to the right as he took a sharp breath. "But, before we do that," he furrowed his brows, stepping around me to move toward the door. "I have to do this."
I followed his movement, turning myself too, so that I was facing him. Shutting the door hastily, he turned back toward me with a quirked brow, taking quicks steps back to my side. In return, I quirked my own brow, hardly having time to process his movements before he made it back to my side and reached for my face. Catching my cheeks in his hands, he guided my face toward his effortlessly, our lips connecting gently.
The Captain took his time, lips carefully parting and pressing back into mine at a leisurely pace, my own hands moving from behind my back to reach for his hips. As my eyes fluttered shut, I pulled him toward me carefully, until our bodies were flush against each other's. The motion causing Hongjoong to let out a soft hum of pleasure through his nose - a melodic and entrancing sound that set my stomach twirling like a ring leader's baton.
The Captain pulled away for a moment, his head angling to the right before he returned his lips to mine, his thumbs sliding gently over my cheeks in slow half circles. I felt his teeth nip gently at my bottom lip, causing me to shudder. In return, a small giggle floated from his chest, followed by one of my own.
Our first kiss had been hungry, heated, and impatient. This time though, Hongjoong kissed me as though it were his only goal in life. As if it were the only thing he had to do for the rest of time. Slowly, patiently, tenderly, and affectionately, The Kingfisher poured his heart out into me, using his lips as a conduit. The moment was sweet and loving. Perfect in every way... and I had to make a controlled effort not to ruin it by dragging him to my bed.
"Hongjoong," I murmured, pulling back to peer at him after our kiss had slowed to a halt. "We've got to get going, or we're never leaving this bedroom."
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